Album Notes

Very acoustical and maybe old-timey. There is a picture of Barry Cron and his dog, Boo, on the label. Both of them are now living on Hobo Island. Barry once gave me a bunch of poems he had stashed up in an old cigarette pack he kept in his pocket. In one of these poems he talks about "living in America...when the dice got rolled.."

Barry lived on Avenue A in New York City for several years before the gentrification of the East Village in the mid 90's. Gentrification pretty much ran over alot of the old time street people back then-- a conflict of interest you might say. And it definitely ran over Barry and Harry (Harry was Barry's later-on dog after Boo).

Harry had a habit of taking a bite outta yuppies, especially when they were giving Barry a hard time. These were hard-core republican spoiled aristocrat brats: they didn't like the homeless and the only welfare they believed in was the over-trickle effect from their parents' bank account. THEY took Harry away several times, and we managed to get him back, and then, eventually, both Barry and Harry just disappeared--vanished.

Either the cops took em both, or the yuppies leveraged them ... I don't know. But I like to think they're just living there on Hobo Island, like I said before. On that island, Barry gets to give out that big smile of his, and Harry gets a yuppie snack any old time he wants.